Lom dances at Matty’s Wedding. 211

“Jim,” said Matty to the man standing
beside her, “this is Master Tom; you re-
member Master Tom? Jim’s my husband,
Master Tom.”

“Oh!” said Tom. He looked just like
any other man in the room, only his face was
a little redder. “Good evening, Jim; how
do you do? I hope you are quite well.”

He did not know what else to say to
Matty’s husband.

“ Quite well, thank you, sir,” said Jim.

“And I hope,” said Tom, suddenly re-
membering something he wanted to tell him,
“that youll keep Matty happy. She was
very miserable a little while ago. I tried to
make her happy, and couldn’t. Oh! there’s
the music. Matty, will you dance with me,
please?” Tom could not reach Matty’s
waist without stretching very high up, so he
took her hand, and they danced round and
round together, any steps they chose, up and
down the room. Everybody else was doing
the same. Only Jim stood quite still, leaning
against the wall.